Thanks to torrentxt for archiving these chapters and giving them to me. They are organized much better then my previous post of chapters. This focuses on Vanessa's age regression thread from the interactive story. Credit to all the original authors, I only wrote parts, many others contributed to the rest.
Chapter 10: Confused by Vanessa's behavior her mother t... * (ID #1347835)
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Vanessa tried desperate to explain her irrational behavior. She told her mom how she'd forgotten her to get dressed, showing up to work topless. This seemed so unlikely that she convinced herself it was a dream and stripped off her remaining clothes, not believing there would be real consequences. Her mother spend at her while she spoke. When Vanessa finished her explanation there was a long moment of silence. Finally her mother spoke.
"Vanessa, I really don't know what to say. I had been planning to punish you for your terrible behavior, but I didn't expect such an insane explanation. It's obvious that your acting out so badly as a cry for help." Vanessa didn't agree with this, but was glad that the punishment had been skipped over.
"Tomorrow I'm going to take you in to a psychiatrist" Her mother decided. "I'm at a loss how to deal with you."
A psychiatrist? Vanessa wasn't crazy? Vanessa took this as a blessing though. Her mother normally would've severely punished her. a psychiatrist would probably be less irrational.
Vanessa wanted to go home, but her mother wouldn't hear of it. She refused to let Vanessa out of her sight, insisting she slept over. Vanessa, having no clothes here, was given a pair of her sisters pajamas and a baggy tee shirt. She slept on the couch, though her night was long and listless. She knew that word was getting around, video's were circulating. Soon everyone she knew would've seen her naked, acting as though she enjoyed it like some kind of exhibitionist. It was hard to sleep thinking about that. Though she was alone and fully clothed she found herself cupping her breasts, checking to make sure the blanket was covering her fully.
In the morning Her mother packed her into the car before she was fully awake. It took her a few minutes to realize that she was only wearing pajamas. Not even her own but her sister's pajamas. Her sister was much slimmer then her, she overfilled the tight silk bottoms, showing the outline of her butt and crotch very well. Her sister was also much more well endowed on top: Vanessa had to tie back the straps of the tank top to keep it from falling forward and revealing her much smaller chest. She wished she'd had a chance to change before going to out. She didn't even have shoes!
They arrived at the building. Her mother grasped her hand and led her in, practically dragging her through the parking lot. Vanessa stumbled, her tender feet unused the rough concrete.
She was led into the office. Inside were a dozen people of various ages, male and female, all looked curiously at Vanessa when she entered. She felt self conscious, dressed so inappropriate for a medical office. Her mother went and talked to the secretary then they sat and waited. Finally A man walked out of the back. Vanessa blinked in surprise. This was her psychiatrist? She'd expected an old, bald and greying man with glasses. This man couldn't be over thirty, probably closer to her age then anyone who looked at the both of them would expect.
"Vanessa?" He asked, scanning the office. Meekly Vanessa raised her hand. He looked at her with a hint of bemusement, scanning her up and down, noting her bare feet.
"Come inside please." He said. Vanessa walked into his office.
"Take a seat" he said, gesturing to a cushy chair. She sat down, him sitting directly across from her.
"Well Vanessa, You're mother told me you've had some problems lately." He asked. Vanessa flushed red, knowing that he knew she'd stripped naked at work and been arrested. "I'd like to hear about it from your perspective."
Reluctantly Vanessa began recounting the whole story. She talked about waking up from a nightmare and leaving the house in such a hurry she forgot to put on a shirt.
"What was your nightmare?" He asked curiously.
"Uh, is that really important?" Vanessa responded.
"Please, I just want the whole story."
Vanessa, flushing a bit, began recounting her dream. Her sister had tricked her out of the house then stolen her towel. When her mother arrived she laughed and made her sister hold up Vanessa's arms, showing her chest to the world.
"Your mother said that you're greatly embarrassed of your breast size." He interrupted.
"Uh.." Vanessa refused to answer.
"She said you even go to the extreme of stuffing your bra with large amounts of padding." When he said this his eyes were on Vanessa's chest, gauging her size. Vanessa flushed and crossed her arms over herself.
"I use a little extra support." She lied. He seemed to notice, but let it slide.
"Please continue." He said. Vanessa could tell his eyes were still examining her body. Squirming in her seat she was forced to relive the whole day; going to work, taking off her coat to find she was topless. Then, thinking she was still dreaming, acting like a nutcase, stripping off her pants and showing her butt to the crowd. Then only finding it was real when the cops forcefully arrested her.
"So, you see" Vanessa said. "I wasn't streaking at all! It was all an accident."
"Vanessa, this was obviously no accident." He spoke in a commanding tone. "It's obvious you suffer from extreme body issues, and you're neurosis about your appearance led to this public outburst." He looked at her intently.
"I think, for such deep issues that a radical treatment will be required."
What treatment, Vanessa wondered.
Chapter 11: He recommends age regression therapy to deal wi... * (ID #1380880)
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While Vanessa pondered the doctor's words he called her mother in from the lobby. Her mother took a seat next to Vanessa while he sat behind the desk and addressed both of them.
"You're daughter explained to me her reasoning behind her outburst yesterday. It's obvious that she's in denial of the real issue. I believe the true reason for her outburst was her inability to handle the stress of adulthood. She deliberately sabotaged her job in an immature manner to relieve herself of that stress."
"It's obvious that Vanessa takes great strides to seem mature and in command to hide this insecurity. Why, even padding her bra is a sign that she's attempting to look more mature." Vanessa flushed, crossing her arms tightly over her small chest. Where did he get off bringing that up so often? It was her private business that she wore two cups of padding. In fact, until yesterday no one had known. Now this hack was through the fact in her face, humiliating her!
"Well doctor" her mother spoke. "What do you recommend for treating this issue?"
"Well, there's a new and slightly radical treatment that I feel will help Vanessa. It's known as age regression therapy. If you're daughter feels she can't handle adulthood, to the degree where she's throwing child-like scenes in public, let's let her return to childhood, see if it's what she really wants."
What was he blathering about? Vanessa wondered. She was beginning to doubt this man's validity as a doctor. For one, he was staring at her blatantly. Not making eye contact but rather drifting around her body, inspecting her. She wanted to get out of here, but was relying on this man to get her out of trouble with her mother.
"Vanessa, will you go back out in the lobby for a minute?" He said to her. "I'd like to speak with your mother privately."
Vanessa wandered back to the lobby. She read a magazine and tried to ignore the strange looks from the people around her, still being barefoot in pajamas. Finally, after what seemed like forever her mother and the doctor emerged. They spoke amongst each other, then shook hands.
"I'll see you soon" The Doctor said, waving goodbye as Vanessa was led away by her mother. Vanessa gratefully followed her mother, glad to be out of the doctor's office. They got in the car and started driving home. Vanessa was tempted to ask her mother what she had discussed with the psychiatrist, but decided against it. She hoped he hadn't filled her mother's head with too much nonsense, and if he had she was just going to allow her mother to forget about it.
They arrived home. Vanessa opened her door but her mother stayed in the car.
"I have some things to take care of." Her mother said. "You should take a shower, you're feet are filthy." Vanessa looked down at the soles of her feet. True, she'd spent a lot of the last two days barefoot in public and her feet were almost solid black. Her mother backed away, leaving Vanessa alone at the house. Thankfully Clare would still be at school. Vanessa didn't want to have to face anyone.
Vanessa went to the upstairs shower and jumped into the shower. As soon as she stepped under the hot water she realized how desperately she'd needed a shower. She felt all the terrible feelings from the last two days wash away with the steam and water. Vanessa stayed in a long time, scrubbing her feet and thoroughly cleaning herself. When she got out she dried and combed her hair, then applied a small amount of makeup. Finally she went to dress. That was when she noticed her clothes were gone.
Vanessa felt a wave of panic hit her. What had happened? Had Clare gotten home and was trying the same prank as before? Well, Vanessa thought, crossing her arms over her bare damp chest. She wasn't going to trick her into leaving the safety of the bathroom. She refused to go anywhere naked under any circumstances!
Then, Vanessa smelled something curious - a burning smell. She looked out the window. Her mother was burning something. She looked closer. What was it? It looked like a pile of clothes? But what clothes? She looked closer. It almost looked like... yes, that was her tank top! Her mother was burning her clothes!
Vanessa gasped in shock. What was happening? Despite her earlier reservation she ran out the door, sopping wet and naked, her bare feet slipping in the water. Hands crossing her front she ran to the door.
"Mom!" She screamed, sticking her head out the door but trying to keep her nude body safely indoors. She knew that anyone who saw her bar shoulder sticking out of the doorway might guess she was naked, but at least they wouldn't know!
"Mom, what are you doing?" Vanessa shrieked, her voice cracking into a high pitch whine. Her mother was throwing box after box of Vanessa's clothes into a burn barrel.
"Calm down Vanessa" Her mother replied calmly. "This is part of your therapy."
"You're burning all my clothes!" Vanessa pointed out the obvious.
"Yes, I went by your house and got all your clothes. I also told your land lord you are moving out."
"What!?" Vanessa screamed, nearly hysterical. Her mother had just burned her wardrobe, most of her worldly possessions, and she had taken her home from her? Vanessa loved her house and the freedom it gave her. She couldn't believe that it was all gone.
"Mom, where am I going to live?"
"OH, I'll show you." Her mother said excitedly. She came back to the house and flung the door open. Vanessa squealed and shrank back, her nudity revealed. Her mother seemed to barely notice as Vanessa covered herself with her arms. Her mother grasped her hand and led her upstairs; Vanessa stumbled along, damp and nude, trying to use her free hand to cover both her crotch and chest, which obviously proved to be impossible.
They went up the stairs and stopped at the door to Vanessa's old room. Her mother opened it. Vanessa's jaw dropped at the sight.
"Do you like it?" Her mother asked proudly. Vanessa was speechless. Her old bedroom had been transformed...
Chapter 12: to look exactly as it had when she was 10 * (ID #1381054)
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Vanessa couldn't believe the transformation. Her mother had reverted her room to look exactly as it had when she was ten! Her old bed was there with her Little Mermaid sheets and comforter, covered in stuffed animals. Everything was bright pink, her favorite color until she'd grown out of it. Her old posters of N'snyc and my little pony were back up, reminding her of her silliness at that age. She had been slow to grow up, and now that she was an adult all these reminders of her childhood brought back uncomfortable memories.
Not to mention she was naked still. A soft breeze reminded her of the fact that her whole body was bare.
"Mom, I need something to wear." Vanessa said, remembering that all her clothes had been taken from her.
"There's clothes in your dresser." Her mother said. "It was everything I could fine in storage. It should be sufficient." Vanessa opened the dresser drawers.
"Mom! These are all my clothes from when I was a 10!"
"I know dear. Your therapist thought it would help relax and comfort you."
"But, half this stuff doesn't even fit!"
"Well, make do with what you can. I'll be downstairs if you need me." With that her mother left. Vanessa still felt exposed, nude in her childhood room, and quickly went through the clothes. The first thing she wanted was a bra. She hated the feeling of her nipples swaying when she walked. She looked but all she could find was a cotton training bra.
Vanessa remembered when she got this, her first bra. Her little lumps had started to form and she was so proud to get a bra. Putting it on she was shocked to find that, though it was tight, it actually still fit! She'd only grown a few inches since then, she realized with shame. The bra, too small, smashed her chest down fiercely, making her A-cups look nonexistent.
Next, panties. She looked through the drawer in shock. Every single pair was pink! She wished she hadn't loved that stupid color so much back then. She tried to two pairs, but her rather massive butt cheeks wouldn't allow them on. The pair that finally fit was pink with white dots, a small bow in the front and my little pony plastered across the butts. It was stretched so tight that her butt threatened to rip its way free!
She looked for a shirt. She settled on a care bear shirt, white with pink sleeves. She struggled to get it over her shoulders and chest. It clung to her like a second skin and didn't go more than a few inches below her bra, showing all of her belly.
She looked for pants or shorts’, deciding it was best to stay away from skirts with these horrid panties. She tried on three different pairs of shorts until she found one that fit over her butt, bright sky blue elastic short shorts. They were probably short on her when she was young, now they looked more like briefs then shorts, showing all her long legs.
Vanessa turned and looked in the mirror. She gasped in shock. She looked absurd - long, skinny arms and muscular thighs and legs protruding from tiny clothes which barely covered her torso. The shirt was so tight it showed just how flat her chest was reduced too. Her stomach hung out, pushed under the tight shirt. Her shorts cut into her waist, riding high, silly and nerdy looking.
"Vanessa, dinner’s ready!" Her mother called. Vanessa sighed. Well, she had to get this over with. With great reluctance she headed down the stairs to the kitchen, only to find that they had company!
Chapter 13: Her sister has some friends over for dinner * (ID #1405313)
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Vanessa froze in shock. At the table, as expected were her mother, step father and sister. But, besides her family she saw three other people there! She recognized them all instantly: they were Clare's friends, all high school students. One was Amber, Clare's big breasted bimbo partner from the cheerleading squad. Vanessa had always hated the rude, condescending younger girl who happened to be gifted with the body of a model at the age of 16. The other girl was Jessica, also a cheerleader, the captain of the team. The third was Tony, a football player, 18 years old. Vanessa and he had gone to school together, when she was a senior and he was a sophomore, and she still recalled his hungry eyes as he watched her walk down the halls. His attention made her laugh, for she had been a senior, almost a free adult, and he was a 14 year old jock, not worthy of her attention.
Well, he was looking at her now, and it wasn't hunger in his eyes. It was amusement. In fact, everyone at the table seemed to be trying hardest not to laugh. Vanessa looked down and saw why. Over her small chest she had a Care Bear shirt, so undersized it was covered less than some sport bras. Below this she wore, silly sky blue short shorts, almost briefs that rode up awkwardly high and pushed her small belly out dramatically. Her long pale legs and slender arms were entirely exposed; branching off her immature torso and making her look gangly, like a scarecrow.
Flushing, Vanessa crossed her arms over her chest. Besides her mother this was the first time these people had seen her without her padded bra on. Even worse, the training bra under her shirt squished her A cups into nonexistence, making her look flat as a board. She flushed, knowing her secret was out.
"Vanessa, quit fidgeting and come eat" Her mother commanded. Dragging her feet with reluctance Vanessa came and sat, trying to use her dark brown locks to conceal her face from their amused glances. She sat, keeping her head down. She shoveled food in her mouth mechanically, wanting to just get out of here as soon as possible...
Chapter 14: Vanessa snaps at a rude remark, inviting her mo... * (ID #1483826)
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Vanessa was trying to keep her head low as her mother, sister and some of her sister's friends snickered at her childish appearance. Amber was hysterical at the sight of Vanessa's reduced breast size now hidden under her Care Bear Shirt and training bra. While Vanessa did her best to ignore her, comments kept coming from Amber in particularly about her now flattened chest. The "Big Breasted bimbo" as Vanessa liked to call her kept making fun of her attire bringing laughter from the rest of the table. Vanessa hated this girl and her rage got the better of her. She couldn't take anymore as this 16 year old mocked her in front of everyone. Vanessa felt like she was going to explode while Amber asked snide questions about her small breasts bringing more giggles from the table. Vanessa was at her breaking point and finally snapped
"SHUT UP YOU BIG BREASTED BIMBO!!!!" The table got silent at this remark and Vanessa's mother looked furious. "Well I thought you had learned your lesson but I guess I was wrong!!" Vanessa's anger quickly turned to fear as mother briskly marched over. "Since you can't behave like a big girl in front of guests then you can eat in just your underwear!" Before Vanessa could even react, her mother had sn*tched the care bear shirt over her head leaving her in just her tiny training bra and blue briefs. Vanessa got a chill as the cool air hit her exposed skin. She was more ashamed than ever to be seen in her embarrassing bra completely lacking cleavage. This brought more laughter from everyone at the table as Vanessa was frozen in shock. "Now for that little outburst young lady you have earned yourself an extra punishment and I am going to let one of our guests decide!"
Chapter 15: Amber decides a punishment * (ID #1483860)
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"Amber" The girl's mother said, startling the girl. How was she now involved?
"My daughter was quite rude to you. You should decide her punishment."
Amber's surprise turned to delight. She hated Clare's snooty older sister. Now, she got to punish her in whatever manner she chose? She figured nothing would be out of line for the girl's strange mother. She contemplated her choice while Vanessa cringed under the girl's wicked gaze...
Chapter 16: "Take off that bra, let's see those lit... * (ID #1491062)
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"Take off that bra, let's see those little things!" Amber giggled with delight her big breasts bouncing as she laughed. Vanessa covered her training bra defensively. Looking to her mother for help but she was met with only a cruel smile. Vanessa blushed deep red not knowing what to do. She couldn't expose her secret in front of everyone especially not Amber.
She could not stand Amber for as long as she could remember and exposing her chest for her to mock and ridicule would be too much to bear. Amber just smirked at her with a wicked gaze patiently waiting for her to make her move. Linda was not so patient "Vanessa, remove your bra this instant or I'm going to have Amber remove it for you!!!" Vanessa was frozen in shock, she could not bear to willingly expose herself but she couldn't stand the thought of this girl she detested stripping her by force. "Vanessa we are all waiting," was her mother’s response.
Chapter 17: Amber physically removes Vanessa's bra * (ID #1517686)
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Vanessa refuses her mother’s demand and covers her bra with her hands. Amber was hoping for this. She calmly stood up and with and with an evil smirk walked over to where Vanessa was sitting. Vanessa looked and up Amber seemed to tower over her. Like a trained martial artist Amber grabbed Vanessa by her wrist and painfully twisted it behind her back making Vanessa stand up awkwardly leaning forward. Amber whispered in Vanessa's ear "I have been waiting so long to do this." Like a magic trick Vanessa's tiny training bra was whisked off of her chest exposing her little mounds to Amber and the rest of the table. Amber twirled the little bra around celebrating her almost effortless victory over a girl she so despised. Vanessa was blushing from the pain and humiliation of being so easily stripped by this "big titted blonde bimbo". Amber made sure everyone got a good look as she held her in place while everyone laughed and mocked her. When Amber laughed Vanessa's tiny tits jiggled slightly to everyone's amusement.
Chapter 18: Amber has had enough. * (ID #1569719)
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"I think the LITTLE GIRL has had enough." Amber said. "After all, she isn't hiding any more secrets. We've all seen her tiny breasts!" She threw her head back and cackled. Vanessa turned away, hiding her head with her hair. She looked down at her flattened torso, cupped by her hands. Below silly shorts leading to long skinny legs leading to bare feet, pointed inwards in an awkward stance. She couldn't face anyone. They all knew - knew her chest was really this small; knew how perky her nipples were. Amber was right: She had no secrets anymore. The fact that Amber was throwing away the opportunity to embarrass her more just added to her embarrassment.
Vanessa couldn't stand it. She turned and started walking from the room.
"Wow, look at that butt!" Amber pointed at Vanessa's tightly contained backside. "Maybe I should show that to everyone too!" At the threat of having her butt also exposed Vanessa began running away, leaving the laughing crowd a last sight of her tightly clad ass swinging in her hot pink shorts.
Chapter 19: The next Day Vanessa must retell her humiliation... * (ID #1569731)
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The next morning Vanessa's mother woke her right at the crack of dawn. Vanessa was happily surprised when her mother threw her the small training bra and her horrid care bear shirt. Her mother threw them to her as she hid under her blankets.
"Get dressed. You have to go see your doctor in an hour."
"That quack?" Vanessa muttered under her breath. Her mother shot her a glare but let the remark slide. After Vanessa was dressed and had eaten a small breakfast they drove to the psychiatrist's office.
They sat in the waiting room. Vanessa's mother read a magazine. Vanessa just pouted. She kept her arms crossed over her chest, hiding what her tight shirt failed to hide. She sat, shoulder's slouched, reliving the horrible events of the night before in her mind.
"The doctor will see you now." A cool voice said. Vanessa for the first time noticed his secretary. She was a bombshell, through and through. Black bob cut hair, red lipstick, pouty face. She wore a white dress which barely contained her apparently giant breasts. Vanessa glared at the woman. Of course this pervert doctor would hire a bimbo like that. The secretary returned Vanessa's glare with a dismissive smile.
Vanessa practically stomped into the office. Dr. Mayweather sat behind his desk, viewing her coldly behind his glasses. Again Vanessa was surprised by his age: He was probably just a few years older than she!
"Something bothering you?" He asked, a bit sarcastically.
"Wow, great observation." She said just as sarcastically, plopping into a chair heavily.
"Does this have anything to do with the incident last night your mother mentioned on the phone?" He asked. Vanessa silently nodded once.
"Well, why don't you tell me about it, from you're point of view?" He asked. Vanessa, a bit reluctant but wanting to vent, began.
"Well, it all started because of that dumb advice you gave my mother..." She began.
"Vanessa, you're therapy will not work properly until you respect it." He reproached her.
"She burned all my clothes! Then she set me up in my old room that looked just like it did when I was ten! Even worse she wouldn't let me where anything except this outfit!" She gestured at herself.
"A cute outfit indeed," He said, looking her up and down. Vanessa, realizing she was showing more then she wished, crossed her arms over her chest and crossed her legs to hide her stupid shorts.
"Anyway, then my sister invited some of her stupid friends over. They were all making fun of me so I got mad and said one little thing, then my mom let this girl Amber steal my top - Bra and all!" She exclaimed.
"Did this bother you?" He asked evenly. Vanessa looked at him like he was a moron.
"Bother me?! Of course it bothered me! I was topless!" She yelled.
"I understand. But, in many cultures women go topless comfortably. Let me rephrase: What bothered you exactly?"
"Well, everyone could see my... you know..." She said, feeling a blush at the very mention of her chest. "Then they were all so mean, they started making fun of me!"
"What did they say?" He asked curiously.
"They... just stuff..." Vanessa said, not wanting to repeat it."
"You must remember something that was said." he pushed.
"Well... my sister called me..." She said something so quietly he couldn't quite hear it.
"What was that? What did she call you?" He asked her, leaning forward.
"She called me... tiny tits." Vanessa said, averting her gaze to the floor.
"I see." The doctor said, leaning back in his chair. "And this upset you?" He asked.
"Of course it did!" She exclaimed.
"Why should it bother you that someone should point out the fact that you're not well endowed?" He asked.
"I am so well endowed!" Vanessa blurted defensively.
"Vanessa, how large is your chest?" He asked. Vanessa looked at him, completely startled.
"What?"
"You're measurements. What's your bust length, in inches?" He asked.
"That's none of your damn business!" Vanessa exclaimed.
"Well, if it doesn't bother you you won't mind telling me." He said in a level tone.
"Well... if you must know..." Vanessa fidgeted in place. "...it's 34 B." This was actually an exaggeration. She had measured recently: it was 32 A, same as it always was. But, he was a man, he probably couldn't tell. Besides, it was no business of his in the first place!
There was a long silence. Vanessa looked at the doctor. His eyes were on her, but not on her face. We was scanning her body, activly and alertly, like a real doctor. It made Vanessa uncomfortable. She recrossed her arms over her chest and fidgeted around.
"Vanessa..." He began
*Chapter 20: He calls Vanessa out on her lie about her breasts * (ID #1569735)
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"Vanessa, you're not a 34 B." He said calmly. Vanessa, shocked and annoyed and embarrassed all it once, scoffed angrily and shook her hair.
"Of course I am! How would you know?" She asked, trying to turn the conversation around.
"Vanessa, I'm looking at you right now and I can tell you're lying." He pointed out.
"I'm not lying! How Dare you..." Vanessa said, indignant. She was mostly just annoyed that he had caught her lie.
"Vanessa, I need you to be honest with me, or this therapy won't work."
"I am being honest!" She said, exasperated. For a moment there was silence as he seemed to think deeply.
"Fine. If you're going to disrupt our sessions with such misinformation I will have to bring the truth to light." He said. Vanessa looked at him in confusion. What was he talking about?
"Take off your shirt and bra please." He said.
"What?!" Vanessa yelped.
"You heard." he said plainly.
"I would never!" She said angrily. He simply sighed. Then he reached over and pressed a button on his phone.
"Mary, come in here." He said. In a few seconds the door open. In walked the receptionist from earlier. Vanessa looked up at her. Despite her cute face, stylish makeup and hair she also was quite tall and very curvy, Vanessa realized with a fair amount of jealousy.
"Yes doctor?" She asked.
"Please remove the patients top." He said.
"Yes doctor." She said without hesitation.
"Now, wait a min...AAAHH!" Vanessa began to objected, but was interrupted as Mary grabbed the hem of her shirt. Vanessa rose, struggling as the woman began rolling it upwards. She tried to step away, but that ended up aiding Mary as she rolled the shirt up higher. Now her ribs were showing as it crept higher and higher. Vanessa squealed and flailed helplessly as the larger woman confidently pulled at her shirt. She got it over Vanessa's head, blinding her and binding her arms. That was the end of that. It only took one more swift pull and Vanessa felt her shirt fly off her body! She was grateful she at least had that terrible little training bra on...
Vanessa looked down. The bra was gone! It had come off with the shirt. She was topless! Two strangers, a man and a woman, could see her beasts and nipples! With a scream Vanessa threw her hands over her nipples to cover herself.
Meanwhile the doctor was rummaging through a desk drawer. He pulled out a tape measure and threw it to Mary.
"Mary, please measure her chest." He said.
"What? NO!" Vanessa yelled.
"Just remember, I offered you the chance to stop lying, but your insecurities controlled your actions." He responded. While he spoke Mary pulled the tape measure around her stomach. Then, pulling upwards quickly she slid the measurer under Vanessa's hands. Then she pulled it tight in the back. Vanessa gasped as Mary pulled it a little too tight, smashing her breasts down even more.
"30 inches doctor." Mary said. Vanessa knew it was normally more, but it didn't matter: Her lie was revealed. She flushed and hung her head in shame, cupping her breasts. Mary stood behind her, looking down at her smugly. The doctor suvied her evenly.
"See Mary? You don't benifit from lying to me. From now on I want total honest, is that understood?" He asked. Vanessa nodded, cowed and embarrassed.
"Good. Now Mary..."
Chapter 21: "Take off your own top for comparison." * (ID #1569742)
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"Wh...what?" Vanessa stammered in confusion. She expected Mary to react in much the same way she did to that command: anger, confusion. Instead Mary just shrugged and began unbuttoning her top. She shrugged it off, standing in an immense black bra and skirt. Vanessa saw she had a few tattoos to accent her body.
"Now, face in towards each other." The doctor commanded, treating this like any other session. Mary grabbed Vanessa and turned her. Vanessa stood facing Mary. The receptionist was taller anyways, this added by high heeled shoes. She was now so much taller that Vanessa stood eye level to Mary's massive bra clad chest.
"Mary, what size bust do you have?" The doctor asked.
"38 DD." She responded. Vanessa could see she wasn't lying
"Tell Vanessa what about having such a large chest." He commanded. Mary shrugged and began.
"Well, as you can see, this is a wire frame bra. I have to wear one of these every day or else my breasts bounce all over the place. It's really uncomfortable! You on the other hand, why you don't even have to wear a bra with such a small chest." Mary said. Vanessa flushed and tried not to stare with too much envy at Mary's heaving bosom.
"What else?" The doctor encouraged.
"Well, men stare all day long. It's so annoying! Everyone's always hitting on me, and falling all over themselves because of how I look. I bet you never get that! Why, with you're nipples covered you could pass as a boy yourself!"
Vanessa's jaw dropped at the remark. Was this woman just a moron or was she trying to humiliate Vanessa even more?
"Also it's hard on my back, walking around with these things all day!" Mary pointed at her chest, laughing. "You're lucky, I wish I was as flat as you!" Vanessa wished the ground would open and swallow her whole. She had never been so degraded, so humiliated in her life! Even worse it was by someone trying to make her feel better about her small breasts!
"There, isn't that comfort to see that the large breasts you've always wanted aren't so desirable!" The doctor said. "That's the first step to accepting your body! Next, I want you to...
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"Spend some time with Mary" the doctor spoke. "She's studying to get her Ph.D., she knows a great deal about patient care. You'll be safe with her. I'll let your mother know."
"What? But why?" Vanessa asked.
"Well, I think being with a confident, non-judgmental woman may help you. It sounds like a lot of your issues derive from treatment you receive from your mother and sister." Vanessa actually agreed with that one. "Also, I feel that if you spend time with someone who is as well-endowed as you like to pretend to be, you may see it's not everything you'd hoped for."
God, did everything this doctor said have to be about breast size? Couldn't he tell it was a sensitive issue for Vanessa?
"Don't worry Vanessa; I think we'll have lots of fun together." Mary spoke. It might have been Vanessa's imagination, but she could almost hear something predatory in the older woman's voice. Like how a cat might speak to a bird left in its midst. Vanessa shivered, cupping her chest.
Mary grabbed her button up shirt. Seeing this, Vanessa excitedly went for her own discarded shirt.
"Actually Vanessa..." The doctor spoke as she moved.
Chapter 23: "I feel, for you therapy's sake you sho... * (ID #1587780)
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"What?!" Vanessa asked. "But.. why?"
"Vanessa this is the whole point of your therapy. You are so hung up on your appearance that you've stuffed your bra and lied to everyone about it. Then, you just lied to me again, showing that you're not making any progress." The therapist pointed out. "We need to break through your layers of neurosis. Perhaps having your breasts exposed will help you realize that you're body is perfectly normal and natural and nothing to be ashamed of."
"Don't worry." Mary said. "You'll be perfectly safe and comfortable." She put her arm around Vanessa. The arm on her bare flesh made her shiver.
"I'll tell your mother, I'm sure everything will be fine." He said. "Now you two have a fun day."
Mary, with her arm still around Vanessa, ushered the topless girl out of the office. Vanessa was pleased as they left through a back door, rather than being forced to walk through the lobby topless. They took the elevator down to the parking garage. The whole time Vanessa clutched her bare chest. She was completely on edge and terrified someone would see her topless. She kept feeling Mary's clothed chest brush against her arm and couldn't help but jealously stare at the woman's massive breasts. Mary noticed and grinned at Vanessa, causing her to blush even deeper.
They reached Mary's car. Vanessa hurriedly got in, revealed to be hidden in the vehicle. But, at the same time, she had no idea where she was being taken. This woman, almost a complete stranger, could do whatever she pleased. And, Vanessa was beginning to grasp that this woman, like her therapist, had a sadistic and voyeuristic side...
Chapter 24: Mary takes Vanessa to a waterpark * (ID #1720702)
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As the pair drove out of the underground parking garage, bright light shone through the windows illuminating Vanessa's pale bare body. She cringed as they drove out onto the open road, vanessa shifting lower in her seat to avoid further exposure.
"I think we're going to have some fun today Vanessa, I have the perfect place in mind to help you get through this condition you have about your body image."
Vanessa was very nervous when she heard this, Mary was basically a complete stranger and now she was at her mercy and all she had was a pair of small blue short shorts and a smaller pair of embarrassing juvenile underwear to cover her. Mary smiled as they drove along.
"The drive may take a while sweetie, why don't you rest your eyes before we get there?"
Vanessa wasn't much for sleeping in moving vehicles, especially when half naked and with someone she barely knew, but due to the early morning wake up and all the activity she'd been in lately, soon she nodded off fast asleep.
With a gentle nudge on her bare shoulder, Mary declared they had arrived. Vanessa knew she had been out cold because Mary had time to change out of her formal work attire into an elegant sky blue one piece bathing suit with a cover-up fabric skirt tied around her waist. Vanessa shook away the cobwebs to look down at her own bare chest and belly, immediately covering up her embarrassment. "God, I must've been splayed out like this for anyone to walk by and see." Vanessa said blushing bright red. Then her attention quickly changed to where they actually were. Peeping out the window, Vanessa saw they were in the car park right outside "Splash Cove", the water park just outside of town. She immediately panicked. "What the heck are we doing here!? If you think I'm going out there, Mary, you're crazier than I am!"
"Don't be silly, you're not crazy and neither am I. We're going in there Vanessa, I've already cleared it with the doctor and your mother. Apart from the therapy, she thinks being out in the sun will do you some good."
Vanessa looked around the inside of the car to see if by some chance Mary had gotten her a bathing suit or anything to cover herself. No such luck.
"I can't go in there half naked! I’m only wearing shorts. We'll be thrown out before we even get in, or worse, I could be arrested for indecent exposure!"
"Don't worry yourself with that, you won't be wearing them anyway."
"WHAT!?"
"You heard me; you won't be wearing the shorts. The underwear should do you fine for our activities today."
"Mary, I'm twenty years old. I can't go in there topless!"
"Nonsense, for the purposes of your treatment, it is essential that you wear as little as possible, and with you looking so... Ah, youthful, you'll be fine. It goes without saying that you will need to act with the least amount of modesty possible to look normal, so try not to cover up that much."
Vanessa felt queasy; she was faint and mad at the same time and wanted this to be over so badly. Yet she knew her mother swore by the doctor’s orders and his word would be final. She was trapped and she knew it. Mary placed her hand on the girls shoulder comforting her.
"I know this seems daunting and unfair, but it really is for your good. Besides, what a lovely day it is outside we'll have fun I promise."
When Vanessa started to gain her composure and she reluctantly sat up off the car seat and removed her brief shorts. To say the sky blue shorts were brief compared with her underwear was ridiculous. The panties were at least two sizes too small if not more; they were bright pink with polka dots and a big rainbow and sun on the butt, not to mention a fair amount of butt crack showing as well. She crossed one arm over her chest and held a palm over the tiny underwear all the while thinking how stupid she was going to look in there.
As they exited the car, Mary took vanessa by the hand and they walked towards the entrance. Remembering Mary's orders about covering, vanessa reluctantly let her free hand swing free by her side. Bare chest jutting forward, nipples and exposed butt crack jiggling with each step. Vanessa couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy looking over at the much taller, slimmer, mature and well endowed Mary in her stylish bathing suit, the difference was almost a polar opposite. The entrance looked fairly quiet for this time of day which was a good thing, although vanessa knew her exposure would so be revealed. A nervous sheen of sweat covered her body as she looked down letting her shoulder length dark auburn hair cover her face.
The sight was almost comical as the two approached the tickets booth. An older female attendant looked at them both almost in shock.
Mary being the bubbly beauty she was broke the awkward silence.
"Two tickets please"
"Uh, does she have a bathing suit on?"
The attendant curiously pointed Vanessa's way.
"Of course she does, this is my little sister and this is her favorite bathing suit."
The lady looked them both up and down wondering what to make of the tallish half naked vanessa and asked her age so she could properly ring up the ticket prices.
"She's under the yellow price range ma'am."
Mary casually avoided the question directly and looked straight back at her. The attendant lady didn't know what to make of the pair but rand up the tickets regardless.
"Enjoy your time at Splash Cove" with that she handed over the tickets and they began to walk through the turn styles. Mary let go of Vanessa's hand and she immediately felt the insecurity of her exposure creep back. Folding her arms over her bare chest, vanessa walked through the turn style. The cold metal making contact with her bare thighs and then again on her barely covered ass cheeks. Glancing at a sign, vanessa read the yellow price range age group. 11-13, vanessa gasped out loud in shock as Mary had just openly passed her off for being that young. A man handing out wrist bands gave vanessa a strange up and down look as he was instructed to place her price range age appropriate wrist band around her wrist. The band was stuck on tight, it was bright yellow and stood out on her pale bare body.
"Are you nuts Mary? I'm twenty years old, you said I was in the yellow group? Will I even be allowed onto any rides?" Vanessa cried out sarcastically and sounding angry.
"Of course you will silly."
Vanessa stood dumbfounded by Mary's short casual response. It was then vanessa noticed she had actually walked all the way in from the car and now stood in the middle of a very crowded water park practically nude! She looked around and saw normal dressed people. Girls in bikinis, cute guys in board shorts, and her, topless with ridiculous pink small panties that covered only about 40% of her bare freckled backside. What would people think when they saw her. What would they say about her wrist band? the thought made her burn with embarrassment. Vanessa was in for a long hot day.
Chapter 25: Mary suggests water slides first * (ID #1723794)
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It was a scalding hot Saturday, and the water-park was completely packed. Vanessa was terrified she'd run into someone she knew. How could she live after someone saw her only in her panties, in public, with a wristband suggesting she was 13 at the oldest? She had a few enemies, mostly girls who bullied her in high school. They would never let her live it down. She lowered her head, using her dark hair to hide her face as well as she could. Her hands were at her sides. She desperately wished to throw them over her breasts, but knew that what Mary said was true, and that would only attract attention. So instead she hunched forward, wishing that would hide her chest.
Despite looking down, Vanessa could feel the eyes on her. People were looking. Of course they were. She was half naked in public, why wouldn't they. It would've been a much bigger scene, but the wristband made most people think she was young enough to be topless without it really mattering. This bothered Vanessa more then a scene. Did she really look that young?
The truth was, yes and no. She didn't look 12 normally. But, in the situation, it wasn't beyond belief. The yellow wrist band created the illusion, and her embarrassing panties aided it along. To finish it off her small breasts, petite body and shy mannerism sealed the deal. Most people were fooled. Those that weren't did a double take, staring at the topless girl in shock and sometimes lust.
Vanessa could feel all these eyes crawling over her body. They felt like beacons, like searchlights. She could feel them focus on her flaws. Her jiggling backside. Her small paunch. Most zeroed in on her small breasts. She could just tell.
Beside her Mary walked with utter confidence. Actually, she more strutted then walked. She had her melon shaped chest shooting straight forward, tight body encased in her sexy bathing suit. Vanessa shot a shy glance at Mary's body. It was attracting more attention then Vanessa was topless, she was shamed to realize. She blushed brighter with jealousy compounding her shame.
"Let's try the slides!" Mary said excitedly, gesturing at the tall water-slides. "I haven't done that in years!"
Before Vanessa could say anything, Mary grabbed her hand and yanked her forward. Vanessa scampered after the bigger woman's long strides. They made their way up the stairs. Vanessa could tell that her hurried strides were creating quite the display from behind. She looked over her shoulder. Sure enough, her butt, barely half contained by her undersized panties, was shaking madly. Looking down at the pool now below them, she saw many young men staring with appreciative faces. Vanessa flushed and looked away, hiding her face.
They reached the top of the water-slide. Mary grabbed the sliding pad which was to reduce friction as you slid. Vanessa grabbed one as well, pressing it to her front to hide herself. They entered the line. Vanessa could feel the eyes of the teenage girl behind her on her butt. She looked at the girl, who didn't bother to stop staring, one eyebrow raised in appraisal of Vanessa's assets. Vanessa looked away, unable to bare the scrutiny.
Finally, Vanessa and Mary reached the front of the line. Mary pushed Vanessa to enter the tube, but the attendant lazily put a a hand out to bar her.
"Anyone wearing a yellow wristband has to be accompanied down the slide." He said.
"Oh, okay." Mary said. She set her pad down at the top of the slide. Then she took Vanessa's and set it aside. Grabbing Vanessa's shoulders she turned her and sat her on the mat. Then Mary sat behind her, putting her long legs around Vanessa. In this potion Mary's breasts were pushed around the back of Vanessa's head, one on each side of her face. She blushed, having such heaving breasts right on her, a great reminder of her own insignificant chest. She flushed, unable to stop herself from covering.
The attendant got up and gave them a push. They flew into the slide at great speed. The two began spinning through the tube, quickly loosing their position and bashing around independently of each other. Their pad to slide on was quickly lost in the chaos. It was sheer confusion and adrenaline for both girls, until they shot out, splashing into the pool. They both rose, sputtering and wiping water from their eyes. At the same moment they both noticed that...
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